Aye, hungry with it
My boy four-four with that mat
Don’t know if you want mcdonald’s or wendy’s
But turn you into fast food quickly
Drifting, tryna find a life that’s more tempting
Went from duck-duck-goose to puff, puff, pass {?} ’till it’s empty
They took the jobs away, they said they went overseas
They lied to us in our face
Made the powhites hate the chinese
Just for us to find out them same jobs went to the prison
Where {?} and my n#gg# locked in the system {?}
I got a brother on the east that might snipe ya
He grew up in nycha
That lead paint in the brain got him real hyper
Fox news been wanting him dead or in rikers since diapers
Pro-lifers made his mama have him to call her a welfare queen after
He gon’ bust up your block like public transportation
And he gon’ blast for me like calling myself god in her reincarnation
Tired of waiting. as long as it ain’t us {?} they call it reparations
Told my people hold you’re head, it just takes patience
I talk to the shooting stars
I pray to god that they won’t fall
Standing tall against it all
I talk to the shooting stars
I pray to god that they won’t fall
Standing tall against it all
They say if i could touch the sky
I ain’t going back to the streets
I don’t wanna see no more rest in peace
They say, if i could touch the sky, i would set the whole world free
The shooting star only shines for those who seek
They say if i could touch the sky
I ain’t going back to the streets
I don’t wanna see no more rest in peace
They say if i could touch the sky, i would set the whole world free
The shooting star only shines for those who seek
Hey, you hear me?
Why you wanna be a gambino so bad?
Slave masters took our last name {?}
Like bumpy johnson wasn’t running sh#t from up town and back
Damn it, we even let the white {?} trap
And sh#t like that, and that’s facts
I wanna tell all of my boys put down their guns
But i won’t be the reason that they catch ’em lacking when they run
So i do everything in my power to make sure that they good
Went off to howard thinking i was gone come back and save the hood
But bad blood can turn the city cold
They keep that iron low before they old enough to grow
It hurt my soul
Yeah, always ready to go, and…
How you expect me to blame my inner
When you told me my face looks better on kylie jenner?
And you call me a thug ’cause it ain’t correct to call me n#gg#
Bring up black-on-black crime to justify white triggers
The label’s gone give me more if i tell you that i’m a kill ya’
Capitalism off my body, yeah i’m worth a couple figures n#gg#
I talk to the shooting stars
I pray to god that they won’t fall
Standing tall against it all
I talk to the shooting stars
I pray to god that they won’t fall
Standing tall against it all
They say if i could touch the sky
I ain’t going back to the streets
I don’t wanna see no more rest in peace
They say if i could touch the sky, i would set the whole world free
The shooting star only shines for those who seek
They say if i could touch the sky
I ain’t going back to the streets
I don’t wanna see no more rest in peace
They say if i could touch the sky, i would set the whole world free
The shooting star only shines for those who seek
You right…
I don’t even wanna drill no more
I don’t wanna be in the field no more (you right)
I don’t wanna see nobody killed no more
Don’t even think that i can feel no more (you right)
I don’t even wanna drill no more
I don’t wanna be in the field no more (you right)
I don’t wanna see nobody killed no more
Don’t even think that i can feel no more (you right)
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